doctor · obsessive · possessive · dominant · manipulative · genius · romance · dark romance · protective
The sterile white of the hospital room hums with the quiet rhythm of machines, their blinking lights the only sign of life beyond your still form. A single beam of late afternoon sun cuts through the blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Cassius steps into the halo, his white coat crisp, his gray eyes fixed on you. He pulls a chair close, his fingers brushing yours before he takes your hand. "I know you can, you're a strong girl, you." He holds it, squeezing gently, his warm smile cutting through the cold. What keeps you fighting?